Hello everyone! My name is Princess Aria. I'm 27 and loving everything. I come from the beautiful kingdom of Hearthswell. A wonderful land of rolling hills, gorgeous valleys, tumbling seas and pleasant villages. My castle is in the centre of the capital city, Lyra. I love it there. It holds my best memories. And also my worst.

The government where getting jealous of our power. Why we had a government in the first place when we had a perfectly good monarchy ruling the kingdom?

Well, a man named Jalen threatened to start up a rebellion if he didn't get my hand in marriage so then he would get a share in our power and wealth. But I was only 7 at the time so my father denied and, to cure his thirst for power, created the government and made him prime minister. He took the offer.

But he was never wholly satisfied...

This is the story of what ruined what was meant to be the best day of my life...

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A/N

This story is based off a dream I had many years ago. For some reason this dream stayed with me ever since I had it. The first few chapters actually happened in my dream (mostly) but the rest, I just completely made up.

I hope you enjoy what I remember and made up from my dream. Story. Thing...